So tell me, how do you about Jack the Ripper'? Get him!
Want me to get Well I got him My is an Uzi and I shot him the hundreds of rhymes and rhythm designed To make him rewind time I draw the line
He's mine, chill Don't nobody touch him 'cos get ill The boy's as a three-dollar bill And time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you the bait Now like a dead fish on my dish, too late So party kick your feet up, I'm about to heat up You're hungry for a now it's time to eat up
Boy, I'm chew you, 'cos I knew You was talkin' junk punk, now I'mma do you The way you be done, call you my son Make you say, "Daddy, I want none"
I've had of you actin' tough You huff, puff, grab your stuff you cream bluff Talk about a but you don't wanna do it You got into it, you blew it
You egomaniac, I'm a You back with a stone cold plain attack Your rhymes are weak-wack, how can you speak You need to sneak to the drawing board Jack
The Ripper, down with my You get to be a Moe Dee tipster knock the way I rock, get off my jock I'mma you out the box, let's go, let's go!
Put up or shut up, get up, yeah up? Huh, get on the and get cut up Talk about how your records went double With those Huh, I laugh at them
So you got paid, take the money made Bet it on yourself, are you Money talks, B.S. When I stalk like a a victory is chalked
So put your money your mouth is, you don't know about this Battlin's for men and I doubt if You can even hang or give a run for the just a sucker and it's funny
How you never had a drop of juice in New York And now you go on tour and try to that talk You try to act you're a big man but you're a big fag Stridin' and while ridin' my big man
You got a chance in the world Your records were smokin' but you sound like a How you like me I'm gettin' busier I'm platinum, hold up
Is he a man or a girl? in the world? You sound like the Pearl And you battle me on the microphone? Leave that alone, let's go
go!, I said, let's go! Come on, boy, go! Better me?
Picture with a Kodak I don't take no shorts and you that I roll hard, run the rap yard, put up your I don't get even, I get odd,
one up on ya and I tried to warn ya You slept, you took a back Ruined your rep and wept, you kept mouth shut, you know what? You gotta say sorry, I'm sorry So what? You call me a punk, you wanna see soft? Put the microphone down, let's
You need a hand, you got hands for be me, now L L stands for Lower Level, Lack Luster, Least, Limp Lover Lousy Lame, Lethargic, Lazy Lemon, Little Logic Lucky Leech, Liver Lipped, Laborious on a Loser's Lips Live in Limbo, Lyrical Lapse, Low Life the loud raps, boy
You win, huh, I don't bend Look what you got in usin' your name I took those L's Hung 'em on your and rocked your bells
Now, here we go, blow for blow, throw Rhyme for rhyme, and mine and yo When it's time to battle I know How to make it flow, so go
To the ring, rapper's sing and Words and verse, see who to be king a blow to that ego As if you didn't know, go, let's go, let's go!
How can you say the best? Get put to the test in front of a and fess to withdraw because you saw The juice I not like before
Huh, I'm formidable, You're submittable, you pitiful Yeah you're headstrong but you're dead survive? Stick with the love songs
Take off your shirt, and flirt And leave the real hard rhymes to the hard rhyme If you don't, boy get hurt like dirt and have to revert
To comin' on butt naked To make up for what you can't do on Open eyes twice the size and realize I'm on the rise and on the demise
by my reprise Step in my face and watch how that flies I business and I'm serious I sellin' out and now here he is
Frontin' and fakin' and talkin' makin' The from money, now don't you know they can Use your support 'cos got caught Signed, sealed, delivered, and bought
A puppet on a with no heart A fool and his money will part You used to be a rapper, turned into a on the job and cheatin' the fans
I'm too potent, powerful and Mental, emotional, and lyrical You wanna beat me? It's gonna a miracle You've got a on my jock like a pitbull